Ah, that's another day down the drain. And another week as well. And that means----IT'S FRIDAY:
Zip-a-dee-do-dah! Zip-a-dee-ay! My, oh my, what a wonderful day; 'Cause a whole weekend's comin' my way! Zip-a-dee-do-dah! Zip-a-dee-ay.
Awright! I think I'll take a stroll over to Newcomer's and have a Harp or two before going home. After all:
At the end of the day I like a little drink, To raise up my voice and sing...
(Looks at camera)
What? Oh I never said I wouldn't sing. I love to sing. I'd just starve tryin' to make a livin' at it.
(Closes door--fade to black)
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(Scene 2--Walking toward the Tavern)
You're a short time livin' and a long time dead. So let me give you my advice my friend: Keep your water weak and your whiskey strong; Keep your hands in your pockets and you won't go wrong.
(Enters the Tavern and goes to the bar)
It's Friday, and I'm treating for this round. Make mine a Harp. Will you all join me in a toast:
Here's a health unto bonnie Newcomer's, For it's here you'll find the pleasure of life; Good music, good friendship, and laughter, And the best kind of craic in your life.
Slainte
I really hate to drink and run, but I'm off to a football game (American not FIFA). I'll stop by again on Monday to see you all. Until then, may the good Lord keep you in the palms of His hands.